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got me acting malicious
Snap of my finger take half of your bitches
Do what I got to, don’t ask for forgiveness
I don’t think I ever had competition
Cuz

the edges
Leave the crust on trim the hedges
I'm alive and free without a smudge
Dig your arm into my leeches
Pull my finger eat your peaches
Take a break

Truthfully I'm exhausted
I'm surprised I haven't lost it
I had a friend, heart-to-heart now and then
He said, "Tuma you know my pain, if I had your

Ah yeah, you're just one of a kind 
I just can't seem to get you off my mind 
Your sweet taste drippin all over me 
You're a fine liquor, and you're

by the entrance 
Half of this place filled with faces, they nameless 
Here for the tweets gonna leave before the banquet 

I saw you yesterday 
You

stick around, you selfish lover
I hope you love her

They were almost half your age
Or girls you swore you flipped the page from
Take a good look at your

regrets for
What I've left unsaid

He caught me with a rope in hand
One end tied around my finger
Too heavy, and down came the ceiling fan
To the floor,

And all my enemies I made by knowing just her
Now everybody thinks that she was the only one hurt
Now everybody thinking that I got a cold heart
Last time I

in the common room
It's dead quiet, just like a tomb
Go rest your head in the middle seat
Where nothing seems to be concrete

You barely notice your

the fuck up I was broke but now I got my fucking bucks up middle fingers like two boujie bitches ‘cause they both just stuck up I got Tae tae right by my

Remember how powerful your mind is, Grant?
Because you've got
You're the only one who can take control of your mind
And so, it is up to you
To know

and shoot your baby up
There's no room for you to shoot your baby up
You ain't never thrown ass like this
I said it once already, I'm a bad bitch
You ain't

through my nina
Man fuck ya'll niggas
I don't want your feature
Fettuccine with Jeanie
Either way get it easy no need to be greedy
Got weed by the tree, b

go your way
You take all the shit
From fake hypocrites
Wipe the sweat that was on your brow
And as you stood tall
A brick in the wall
Looking back

of a minute
It's like my life is moving faster than the world is spinning
I try to grasp it as it passes, but my fingers are wet
The sky is covered by clouds

through the desert
We lead our people to the sins of pleasure
The axis on which we turn
Broke in half and now we burn
But that's none of your concern

grow up
Half y'all goof enough
I know there's something right

Oh I leave this up to you
There's some things
You ain't accustom too
Oh it's all too much

up on me I swear I told ya (What)
Half you niggas my mini me I swear I mold ya (Yuh)
Why you tryna run up on me I swear I told ya (What)
You niggas

feeling like it's quicker than the sand
You got a feeling that they're right behind you
Your finger starts to twitch, it's itching for the trigger mind you

into my eyes
I felt your fingers slowly crawl up my spine
We didn't have to sink for you to be mine

Her eyes were as red as dawn
As she held me down

just might
Be your last
Life's a movie and I seen the cast
I like boobies but I really am a feen for ass
Like fat Joe by the way you see me leaning back

advice
Don't call your mama when you getting drunk
She already know by your slurred voice
Why am I saying this
Know I am right
Don't be hot headed just

And I was just tryna get a grip on things
But I must have gripped too tight
But then I wrap my fingers around your rings
And now there's nothing else

the sticks like donatello
Finger on the trigger you know I can't let go
Whole lotta sauce, prego
All of my niggas got cases
Money so old it's ancient
Fuck